Chapter 6 — Three Calls at Dawn

Luc Canh Tham was speechless. "When you were pursuing me, you said you didn't care about my past, you only cared about our future. I believed it. You said that after getting married, you wouldn't let me work anymore, you would raise me. I believed it. You said that if you wanted to have a child, you would take care of us. I believed it again." The corners of her eyes were red, but not a single tear fell. "So what? When I had a baby, I believed it." You're on a business trip, when I'm giving birth, you're in a meeting, while I'm in quarantine, you're busy with guests. Where are you when the baby cries? I have a fever?" "To Niem Vi ——" Luc Canh Tham reached out to pull her back. "Don't touch her." Three voices rang out at the same time. Co Da Dinh, Tham Tu Dien, Giang Du. Three people, three intonations, same sentence. Luc Canh Tham's hand stopped in midair. He looked at his three brothers and suddenly realized something - His house, his wife, his children, without him even knowing it, had been completely divided by these brothers. Co Da Dinh provided financial support —— during these three days, he transferred 500,000 yuan (about 1.7 billion VND) to To Niem Vi, with the note "For you". Tham Tu Dien provided medical insurance —— he created a complete postpartum recovery plan for To Niem Vi, coming to her home every day regardless of weather or wind to check on her health. Giang Du provides emotional value — every day he tries all sorts of ways to make her happy, from bringing her breakfast to telling bedtime stories, from playing with the baby to massaging her aching back. As for Luc Canh Tham, he, the male owner of this house, the father of this child, the husband of this woman —— He did nothing. He's nothing. “You guys… go away.” Luc Canh Tham's voice was hoarse. No one moved. "I said get out!" Co Da Dinh glanced at him, picked up the suit jacket on the sofa, walked in front of To Niem Vi, bowed his head and looked at her: "I'll go home first, if you have anything to do, call me, anytime." He turned to leave. As he passed by Luc Canh Tham, he stopped for a moment: "Canh Tham, you're not angry because we took up space in your house. You're angry because you finally realized how bad you are." The door closes. Tham Tu Dien packed up the medical box, walked in front of To Niem Vi, gently held her hand - just held it once, then let go: "Remember, take your medicine on time, drink lots of water, you have to sleep too, don't try to force yourself." He walked to the door and turned to look at Luc Canh Tham. There was no hostility in his eyes, only the surgeon's characteristic coldness: "The root of her mastitis has not been completely cured. If her fever exceeds 38 degrees, immediately take her to the hospital. But —— you won't care anyway." The door closed again. Giang Du was the last to return. He squatted down and said to the child: "Hey baby," then stood up and looked at Luc Canh Tham. For the first time, there was no longer innocence in those puppy dog eyes, only naked disappointment. "You," he said, "You know? Before calling Mr. Co, my sister-in-law sent me a WeChat message. She said 'Jiang Yu, is your sister-in-law really that useless'? Can you guess why she said that?" Luc Canh Tham was silent. "Because last night when I brought that girl home, my sister-in-law was upstairs." heard what he said to her. He said, 'My wife is really a disheveled woman now. Just looking at her makes me feel nauseous'." Giang Du's voice trembled. "I, I'm your brother, but listen to what I said. Are those words that a husband should say?" He turned away. After the door closed, only Luc Canh Tham, To Niem Vi and their three-year-old child remained in the living room

months old.